February 1, 2017Poem
Nobody knows
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Nobody knows
How we grow together
The nuance of love
The ebb and flow
Of a conversation
The unspoken
Words once said
Hot with lust
Held in a smile
Across a table secretly,
When to say nothing
Says it all.
Missing
Is a lost word
Its meaning rarely found
Until too late
It is an echo
In an empty space.
Nothing can ever take the place
Of I love you
Swallowed up
In the vacuum of goodbye
Is the meaning
Of a sad song,
Too painful to be heard
In silence.
Nobody knows what it takes
To be alone
With a memory
Until we are caught
Reaching for it.
Sing me a river
It will burst
In a moment
Of sadness
Drown my glass
The familiar
Floating ephemera
Will rupture
And the recollection
Of its structure
Will simply melt away.